Two Weeks

- Rift: Part I - Poem V -

You said I was the love our your life,

Now I sit by your letters feeling contrite

We never even had a fight,

Yet you wanna make me a stranger in this new light 

You spoke in metaphors when your words went deep,

When you told me to f-off, you made me feel like a creep

But in your dreams, they’ll reveal someone who’s me,

A demon who never learns and who’ll never leave

You’d never swim, you let the tides win,

I told you to go to therapy, not a means to an end

You lied and said you’d work on yourself and be a better boyfriend,

But it was all a guise to get me away from what could break and bend

And then you went out on your own and made a rupture,

Between me and you, there was only one shooter 

All it took was two weeks to figure out your whole future,

Without me, and any say in the matter 

What else could I do but let you go?

If anyone had a reason to go, it would’ve been the crow

How I’d fly away because I tried everything to fix what had been hung low,

You never fought for us; I was left to see things through in troves

I celebrated you on your birthday, bought you a key lime pie,

You spent mine at work and couldn’t even look me in the eye

I ate my cake alone and hung up my banners while you lied,

And gave you a promise ring that you took off in eight months, time 

You made plans right after you swore off my name,

Hung out with Sierra and smiled all the way, then

Never checked up on me, and I knew you didn’t feel the same,

How you broke me into pieces and never felt sadness in a sand grain 

And then you went and befriended a cruiser,

Went back to your friends online, where you became a user

All it took was two weeks to figure out your whole future,

You loved it without me, without any of the “relationship” pressure 

Two weeks, that’s all it took,

For you to not want me anymore,

And end the story in our book